snowballing

The invitation had hung on the refrigerator for months. Even though I originally had no real desire to drive clear across the state to go to the ten year reunion of my high school graduating class, something kept me from tossing the announcement into the trash when I received it. Between being a late bloomer that was totally in the closet, and not fitting into any of the popular or even the ‘acceptable’ cliques, my high school years hadn’t been the best ones of my life. Seeing the notice each time I raided the fridge though, made me think that it might be just interesting enough to go and see how much people had changed. I finally sent in a confirmation at the last minute.

As I made the long journey to the hometown I had all but abandoned since going off to college, I permitted myself to think of the impression I wanted to make. There had been so many changes since being a senior ten years prior. I was no longer the short, pimpled-faced kid few people paid much attention to, but thanks to a growth spurt my freshman year at college, I was now six foot tall. The face had cleared up and matured into what was considered to be fairly handsome. My formally scrawny build was now well filled out and accented with flat abs and hard pecs thanks to hours at the gym. Good genes graced me with still having a full head of thick, dark hair. The glasses I had always worn had long ago been replaced with contacts and made my hazel eyes stand out. Everything that had been wrong in high school changed to combine into a rather nice package that made me look, at 28, like I was still in college.

On the other side of the coin, I also snickered to myself as I drove about the possibilities of discovering that the hottest chicks would all now be plump…or worse. The idea of all the cheerleaders, homecoming queen candidates, and country club girls looking like the before picture for a Weight Watcher’s commercial was just too sweet an idea. Almost as good as walking in and finding that all the stud jocks and pretty boys would now be sporting big beer guts and rapidly receding hairlines. Remembering back to some of the teenage experimenting that went on during sleepovers and campouts, also had me making a mental list of which former classmates I intended to drop the ‘Oh and I’m gay too,’ line on…some for pure shock value and some because I wanted to see the reaction from former circle jerk buddies. The closer I got to the old hometown, the more I was getting into the idea of the reunion being a fun time.

* * * * *

The gathering was being held at the Holiday Inn on the outskirts of town. I could have stayed at my parent’s house for free, but decided to spring for a room the night of the event. It made more sense to do that than to worry about counting drinks or having mom grill me if I didn’t come home at what she considered a reasonable hour. I even considered the unlikely possibility of hooking up with an old buddy in making the decision. No matter how old you get, moms still waited up for you and I wasn’t dealing with it on the night of the party…or the next day if I happened to get lucky.

After checking in, I took a short nap and followed it with a quick shower. The notice had said to dress casually, so I decided on a preppy look with a pair of khakis and an American Eagle polo. Once I had the hair all in place and satisfied at the reflection in the mirror, I headed for the lobby. I wanted to just sit and watch for a while as people came in instead of registering and start mingling right off the bat. It was all part of the game to me…seeing how many classmates I could recognize and how many might identify me without a name badge on. By the time the party room was half full, I had been able to establish who was who only about 50% of the time. Similarly only three people had come over to me with any idea of who I was. Yes, it had only been 10 years, but most of us had changed enough that instant recall wasn’t happening easily. Finally, I went to the sign-in table, obtained my name tag, and entered the noisy room.

The first thing that was even more apparent now that I was in the middle of the mix, was that some people had changed dramatically and others very little. The class president; who had been one of the pretty boys in high school; now looked like he had aged 25 years with a near bald head and wearing pants that had to have at least a 44″ waist. The class nerd still had a nerd look, but it came with honor now that he was an associate professor at Harvard. All the cheerleaders were bunched together gabbing…and from the looks of all of them, talking mostly about how to shed the pounds after popping out a couple of kids. One of the former ‘Plain Janes’ was attracting a lot of attention thanks to being dressed in a very tight cocktail dress and showing off cleavage to rival the Grand Canyon and what had to be enough silicon to float a battleship. Some of the other guys had changed little other than minor telltale signs of aging. Some…not surprisingly, mostly the jocks…were looking pretty sad compared to the athletic image they had a decade earlier. Other surprises included finding out that the biggest juvenile delinquent during high school, was now an attorney, and the biggest space cadet had become a minister…and now married to the former class slut!

The other major thing that became quickly obvious, was that the clique atmosphere had almost disappeared. Certainly there was still some of it going on, but all in all, most everyone seemed to be honestly making the effort at getting to know each other again and without the silly games that had been so prevalent back when who you hung out with mattered more than who you were. I was actually enjoying the experience even though I pondered why we had to be older to actually appreciate people we had shared so much life with growing up. I had just gotten into a good discussion with a friend I hadn’t seen since graduation, when he muttered, “Oh look…the Queen Bitch has arrived.”

I turned in time to see the one person that I expected…and secretly hoped…to have changed the most working her way through the crowd. Beth Crosby had been the ultimate country club bitch in high school. Stunningly beautiful, rich father, head cheerleader, homecoming queen, yearbook editor, lead in the senior class play, prom chairman, and an attitude to match it all. If you weren’t a part of what she considered ‘her class of people’ you didn’t exist. And now; ten years later; she still looked as good as ever and dressed the part. My friend grumbled again. “Bet you $50 that when she makes it over to us, she brings up how she was head cheerleader at state the year they won the Orange Bowl. She will never give up on playing her little high school games.”

I would soon discover that was not only a good prediction but that she also still had that air of superiority too; just used it a little more cunningly now. I turned my back to the small crowd that was following her around and changed topics with my friend. The respite from seeing the one girl I had actually despised in high school was short lived though.

Without even bothering to say ‘excuse me’ or anything else polite, Beth suddenly injected herself into our conversation. Her little entourage was right there too. After staring at my name tag, she put on as fake a smile as she could muster and declared, “Why Steven…it’s so good to see you. It’s been forever since we spoke, hasn’t it been?”

I rolled my eyes since no one except my grandmother ever called me ‘Steven’ and also because the few words she had just uttered probably exceeded all the ones combined she had ever said to me back in high school.

She did the same barely stealthy glance at Tim’s tag and gave him a similar bullshit banality. Without pausing for either of us to offer anything back, she launched into what seemed to be a prepared speech detailing her life since high school and centering mostly on her success at college as if being head cheerleader for a Big 10 team actually mattered out here in the real world. Droning on she added, “And then of course, like any fairytale romance between the cheerleader and quarterback should be, Jeff and I got married and all was going to be perfect when he was drafted by the Bengals.”

The slight pause she took was welcomed since I was busy admiring the fine ass of who I assumed was the ‘Jeff’ she had been speaking of. His back was to me and I was never a football fan, so I had no clue who he was.

“Then came the terrible injury during the third game of his second season,” she began again. “The damage to the knee was just too great and he had to give up football for a career in business.” Her newest hesitation was evidently so we could all commiserate with her. All Tim and I did was roll our eyes at each other.

“Oh honey,” she declared as she tapped Mister Sweet Cheeks on the shoulder, “I want you to meet some very good old friends of mine.” Turning back to us, she lastly offered, “Have you guys ever met a real NFL player before?” The patronizing smile on her face was one that made you want to slap her.

Just as I was ready to walk away before I told her what I really thought, hubby Jeff turned and automatically stuck out his hand. The words ‘Hello’ were barely off our lips when the expression on both our faces changed.

Mine went from smile to grin and finally to full blown smirk.

His began with a smile but morphed quickly to a look of sudden recognition and followed with one of instant fear.

It was obvious to the two of us that we both realized that this wasn’t the first time we had become acquainted. It had been under much different circumstances, but neither of us had changed much since that fateful night back when we were both college seniors. We were the same height, had similar builds, his blond hair was still as full as mine, and the deep blue eyes I remembered were drilling into my hazel ones…much the same way they had in the gay bar we met in when I had gone to Capital City for a party weekend. The only difference this time, was they were begging me to remain silent instead of to be taken back to my motel room.

* * * * *

I was sitting alone at a table off to the side later and watching the crowd. Tim had wandered off after I refused to tell him why I had broken up laughing after getting away from Beth and Jeff. As much as I would have loved to have destroyed little Miss Perfect Life, I couldn’t bring myself to out poor Jeff. Instead, I was now reliving the memories of that wild night with him at Motel 6. What had began as some overly playful groping and kissing at the bar, had transformed into a passion-filled night that ranged from serious sixty-nining one time to him pleading with me to fuck him later. When we parted company the next morning, I still had no idea I had just spent the night with the star quarterback of State University’s football team. I laughed to myself again realizing that until just a few minutes ago, I still hadn’t known that fact!

Several times I caught sight of Jeff glancing at me as if he was keeping track of my movements in the room. Probably worried that I was telling the world his little secret, I imagined. I smiled at him once when he held his gaze a little too long, but he made no attempt to come talk to me. I wasn’t going to make the effort either but I did keep an eye on him too…mainly because he was still one hell of a fine looking man. After thinking several times how I would still love to blow his wife up with the story, I got up to get another drink but decided to take a quick pee break first.

There was a line waiting outside the nearest bathroom so I wandered down the hall to where I knew another one was near the pool door. I was the only one in there, but still used one of the stalls out of habit. Just as I was zipping back up, I heard footsteps and water being turned on at a sink. When I pulled the stall door open and stepped out, that fine ass of Jeff’s was the first thing I saw. He was bent over the sink washing his hands, but looked up into the mirror above as I stopped dead in my tracks. I couldn’t ascertain exactly what the expression on his reflected face meant, but shrugged and moved to the sink next to him. I finally broke the uneasy silence with, “Well isn’t this just a little awkward, Jeff?” and a grin.

“Oh you think so, do you?” came first. “I’ll show you ‘awkward’ Steve,” followed immediately.

Before I could react, I was being shoved back towards the stall I had just exited. As Jeff pushed me through the door, I cried out, “Hey man…CHILL!”

“I intend to do a lot more than ‘chill’ you,” spilled out as he kicked the door closed and pinned me to the wall. His eyes were blazing like hot coals in a barbeque.

I balled up my fists preparing to do battle best I could. Suddenly though, instead of being punched like I had expected, Jeff plastered his body against mine and drove his tongue in my mouth. Any fight in me wilted instantly and I succumbed to his forcefulness. Our hips grinded together while we kissed and the wandering hands that came next soon found the erections we had both developed.

Jeff eventually pulled back from my lips and grinned. “Not quite what you expected?” he asked.

His hand kept working the bone in my khakis as he spoke. “I have dreamed for six years of finding you and be able to get together again. You were the hottest fuck I ever had.”

“Sure wish you had found me, Jeff. That night with you has never been forgotten either.” I was toying with his zipper and wondering if maybe a quick blowjob was all we could have. “Finding you at my class reunion was the last place I would have imagined ever seeing you again.” I paused before adding, “And being married to Beth of all people!”

“Fuck her,” he spat out. “She was nothing but cover for me all through college and I got trapped into the marriage when the pros started showing interest in me.” His eyes looked up to the ceiling. “It was stupid but all I could think of to keep rumors from starting.” When his eyes returned to mine, he began tugging at my belt and lustfully whispered, “Gawd, do you have any idea how bad I want you right now?”

“Probably as much as I want you.” My hand unzipped him and slid inside his fly to squeeze the hard lump hidden behind the soft cotton of his briefs. “But this sure isn’t the place for us to have our own reunion if we want one to really remember.”

Jeff first moaned as I caressed his cock and then offered, “No it isn’t, but what option do we have?” His hand worked its way down inside my waistband and boxers at the same time and grabbed my rod.

I felt his thumb smearing my pre over my mushroom and gave up my own groan of pleasure. “Depends on how much time you can get lost for…I have a room down at the end of the hall.” The grin on my face widened as I wiggled my fingers through the opening in his underwear and teased his flesh pole.

Jeff’s smile grew wide also. “That may be a lot easier than you think, stud. Beth and her little cheerleader gang are all into reliving their glory days at this point. A quick trip back through that crowd just to be seen, and I doubt if she would miss me for at least an hour. It wouldn’t be the whole night, but can sure get enough time to make things as interesting as we want to.” As if to seal the deal, he then pressed his lips back to mine and sucked my tongue from my mouth.

When I finally peeled him from my lips, I mumbled, “Let’s get back then and set it up. Especially before you have me leaking any more and creating a wet spot that cant be missed!” I oozed another large wad from my slit as he snickered and squeezed my cock hard one more time.

When Jeff pulled his fingers out of my pants, my man jam was shining on the tips. He raised them to his lips and seductively licked it off. “Oh yeah! Just as sweet as I remember,” came with a happy grin. “Hope you still cum in gallons ’cause my tonsils need fed bad.”

I fondled his bare cock once more and then dragged my hand from his fly. As I zipped him back up I quipped back, “Only when I have your mouth working me like an automatic milking machine.”

We finished adjusting our bulging boxes best we could and then Jeff opened the stall door. With a huge grin, he offered, “As Al Bundy used to say, ‘Let’s Rock!’”

* * * * *

It had taken virtually no effort for Jeff to be able to extract himself from Beth’s clutches. She had pretty much already shown him off to everyone at the party and gleefully waved him off when he said he was going outside for air for awhile. Just like back in high school, it was all about her and her trophy husband had already served his purpose. Jeff and I only stayed around long enough to not be obvious at disappearing together.

For some reason I was feeling a little nervous as I slipped the key card in the slot of my room door. Jeff pawing at my ass in the deserted hallway wasn’t helping. Part of it was from anticipation, but another part was that I usually avoided the situation I was in…being with a married man. I always enjoyed a good romp in the sack, but normally drew the line when I saw a wedding ring. With Jeff though, it was different somehow. Certainly the memories of the one other time we had hooked up were center stage, but the idea of stealing him away from the biggest bitch at the reunion was in play also. When the door popped open, I shuffled through it with a little apprehension still nagging at me. The room was dark except for the light coming from the partially open bathroom door.

Whether Jeff had sensed my slight mood change or not, he quickly drove it to the deepest recesses of my mind by pushing me against the wall and dropping to his knees. The hallway door clicked shut at the same time he clumsily began undoing my pants. When I felt them and my boxers slide down my thighs together, he looked up and throatily gasped, “I haven’t sucked cock in almost five years and want yours right now.”

Before I could suggest moving to the bed first, he had swallowed my thick tool completely in one rapid motion. I hugged the wall with outstretched arms to keep on my feet as his mouth worked me in a frenzy. My knees were quivering as he flicked and licked and slurped my throbbing seven inches as if it were an ice cream cone on a hot summer day. During his oral attention to me, I managed to interrupt him long enough to snake his polo up over his head and let it drop to the floor. He may have aged six years but the hard pecs I found with my hands sure hadn’t. When I pinched both nipples between my fingers, he moaned and swallowed my cock clear to the root and back to the head several times. Just as his tongue tip began fucking my piss slit, I yanked him up from the floor. “You are going to make me blow way too quick,” I whimpered to his face.

The grin on Jeff’s face was devilish. “Maybe that would be a good thing,” he replied. “Then when I keep you hard and get you to plow my ass, your stamina will be longer.” His palm continued working my bone as he added, “It’s been six years but if I remember correctly, you are good for more than just once or twice.”

The grin had now morphed to a lusting smirk. His busy hand left my cock and used both to begin tugging at my shirt to get it off. After he tossed it aside to join his on the floor, he kicked off his shoes, unzipped and pushed his slacks down and stepped out of them. He sauntered towards the bed and as he flopped down he ordered, “Finish getting naked and then get your fine body over here with me.”

I watched him intently as I slipped out of my shoes and wiggled my feet free of the khakis and boxers that had been bunched around my ankles. I felt one of his socks hit me in the head as I bent down to yank mine off. I stepped on the other one as I took three long strides to the bed. The bathroom light was just enough for me to be able to stand beside the bed and look down at his nude torso splayed before me like an all-you-eat buffet. I let one hand drag sensuously across his large erection and move to cup his balls as I crawled in with him. “I can’t decide whether I want to suck your cock, chew on those huge nuts, eat your ass, or just start with a good all-over tongue bath,” was my observation.

I couldn’t believe my luck, my 18 year old niece Chrissy, on my wife’s side, was going to be spending the summer at my home up in the mountains. She was on the wild side, boy crazy I guess you could say, and her parents wanted to get her away from her “temptations” at home. She had more boys after her then bees on honey. I couldn’t blame them, I was even jealous of them.

I had been fantasying about her for years when she really started to come into her incredible body. She’s tall, around 5’8″ or so, long blonde hair she usually keeps in a pony tail, slim, tan, and with the most incredible blue eyes that I have ever seen. Her smile just melted me and she knew it, I could never refuse her when she wanted something and she really knew how to work me. She has the nicest, firmest, butt that I have ever seen and while her tits are on the small size they were perfect for her petite body, probably 32 B’s, and I could never look away from them when she paraded around in her tight thin t-shirt, her nipples really pushed the fabric out. I know she knew that she turned me on because she always seemed to push her tits out at me whenever she could. And her long legs, what can I say about them? I’ve spent many of nights envisioning them wrapped around my waist while I pumped her hot wet teen cunt.

Anyway, the day came and her parents dropped her off at my house, they thanked my wife and me over and over for helping to save their precious daughter from all the horny boys that constantly “bothered” her. My pleasure I assured them, I told them that their daughter was safe with us! I was looking her up and down even as I was assuring them, she was so incredibly hot! She was wearing a very thin belly shirt, without a bra of course, showing off her pierced navel which is an incredible turn on for me, and some really short cut-off jean shorts, I mean short, I swear I could see her pussy lips sticking out!

Forcing my eyes off her crotch I looked up and saw her smiling that smile, she knew what I was looking at and her only reaction was that smile! What was I getting myself into?!

It was late when her parents left and we called it a night, I was looking forward to the next day when my wife would be at work and I’d be alone with Chrissy, I work at home — one of the reasons that her parents wanted her to stay with us; she’d be under my very strict supervision, wow what were they thinking!

The next day before my wife went to work she told me to make sure Chrissy had a good time, she told me that maybe Chrissy would like to go on a hike and enjoy the mountains. I love my wife, she always has such good ideas! Sure I told her, I’d be happy to go hiking with her but first I had to get some work done!

A few hours later as I was in my office trying to get my tedious work done, Chrissy came up behind me and said, “Uncle Gary, it’s such a nice day I think that I’m going to lay out on the deck to get some sun,” I said “that’s a great idea, give me an hour or so and then maybe we could go on a hike.”

I turned around and almost choked, she was standing there in the skimpiest bikini that I had ever seen; she looked so hot that my cock almost jumped out of my shorts!

She said “sure, that sounds like fun” and walked out of the room. I could have sworn that she put a little more wriggle in her walk, at least it seemed like it!

I tried to get some work done but all I could think of was Chrissy laying out in that bikini, I went downstairs and looked out the window and what a view! She was laying on her back with her head away from me with her legs spread apart giving me the most incredible view of her bikini clad pussy.

Her skimpy bottoms were so tight that the outline of her pussy was so clear; I could even see a small wet spot in the fabric! I wanted to rush outside, rip her bikini off her and fuck her until I passed out! Uncommon sense got the better of me and I instead grabbed a couple of beers and went outside for a closer look.

“You look hot” (obviously) Chrissy, “Do you want a beer to cool off?” I asked. “Uncle Gary, you know I’m only 18 — I’m too young to drink”, she said with that teasing smile on her face. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to tell” I said. “Well, ok maybe just one…or two” she said. We ended up drinking a twelve pack, how can a 18 year old girl drink like that? A lot of parties I thought.

After putting down a few and having some small talk while I drank in her tight body along with the beer, she said “Uncle Gary, I’m kinda bored just laying out, can we go on that hike now?”

Like I said, I live up in the mountains and there are plenty of trails that to out of the way places. “Sure” I said, “I know just the place to hike to, it’s not too hard of a hike and the trail ends up at a great swimming hole that we can cool off in.” I neglected to tell her that it was a trail to the most secluded place that I knew.

“Great, let’s go” she said. She stood up ,turned around, and bending over to get her shorts gave me a cock bulging view of her teen ass with her bikini bottoms all bunched up in her crack, what a sight!

She slowly (on purpose?) pulled those tight shorts up her long legs and watching her zip them up, I almost lost it then and there. I kept telling myself, calm down, calm down, as soon as were at the swimming hole you can watch her unbutton and unzip them and pull them off, something to look forward to!

It was hot that day, around 90 or so, and the trail was steeper than I remembered. I was a gentleman and let her walk ahead of me, can’t blame a guy for wanting a great view!

She stopped in a shady spot and said that she wanted to rest for a minute. “Sure” I said, “it’s not much further but we’re not in any hurry.” She asked me, “Are there many people out her on the trail?” “No” I answered her, “we’re probably the only people for miles.” “Good” she said, “I’m so hot!” and proceeded to take off her t-shirt and slid her shorts off leaving her only in her tiny bikini and sneakers.

“Ok, let’s get to the water! “, she said enthusiastically. She got a dozen steps up the trail before I could speak or even move, “right behind you” I replied just as enthusiastically!

A short time later we arrived at the swimming hole, no one else there as I had been hoping. I pulled a blanket out of my backpack and laid it down on the small beach by the water and Chrissy already had her shoes off and was walking towards the water.

“Wait a second and I’ll join you” I said. We slowly waded in to the cold mountain water, getting as far as knee deep, “The water’s so cold” Chrissy said and put her arms around me holding me tight. What an incredible thing, feeling her smooth teen skin up against me for the first time.

“It’s ok, we don’t have to go in any further if you don’t want to” I said through chattering teeth, it was very cold or was it because of the feel of her hot & sweaty from the hike body pressing up against me? I bent down and splashed some water up on her and she squealed, splashing me in return.

“Ok, you’re right, the water is cold, let’s go back to the blanket and have a cold beer to cool off with for now, maybe we’ll try the water again in a little while.” I said.

She hurried out of the water and plopped down on the blanket, enjoying the sun. “Damn, I forgot to bring my suntan lotion” she complained. “No problem, I’ve got some you can use” I told her.

Smiling up at me she said, “You’re the best uncle a girl can have, you think about everything.” I smiled at her and she said, “Will you rub some on me”? After a second of envisioning rubbing her hot young body with lotion I said, “Sure, if you’ll return the favor. “Sure, we don’t want to get burnt do we” she replied.

As I got the tube of lotion out of my backpack she turned over onto her stomach giving me a fantastic view again of her bikini bottom pulled up into her butt crack. It took me a few seconds to recover and I squeezed some lotion onto the small of her back. When the lotion hit her she let out another squeal, I guess the tube had been up against the beers I had brought and was cold.

Seeing such a hot young teen squirming around brought my cold water shrunken cock back to life. Good thing she was face down and couldn’t see my cockhead peeking out from underneath my shorts, I don’t want to brag but at full attention my cock is almost 9″ and it was at full glory!

As I slowly started to rub the lotion in she said, “Be sure to get just under the edge of my bikini, I don’t want any sunburn lines!” “My pleasure” I honestly replied.

My heart was pounding as I slid my fingers under the edge of the top of her bottoms; they were so skimpy that I could feel the top of her crack. After lingering just enough enjoying the feel of her very lower back I moved to the side of her bikini bottoms which were barely covering half of her ass. She didn’t even flinch.

I moved my hand down Chrissy’s thigh rubbing the lotion in and as I got close to her inner thighs she actually spread her legs apart! My hard cock got even harder! I slowly eased my lotion covered fingers under the edge of her bikini bottoms and she spread her legs even farther apart!

I took that as a good sign and slid my fingers even farther under and could just feel the edges of her pussy lips! She let out a small moan as I rubbed the lotion in so I went just a little farther in, feeling a very wet pussy!

I traced the outline of her pussy with my finger and slid it right down between the lips, she was so wet! She thrust up against my exploring finger and it slit right up into her pussy! She let out a gasp and clenched down on my finger and pulled her legs together, I froze then pulled my finger out.

I was worried, I said “I’m so sorry Chrissy; I didn’t mean to do that.” “Ummm, that’s ok Uncle Gary” she whispered, “I was really was enjoying you rubbing in the lotion and when your finger went up into me it just took me by surprise!” I was so relieved, I wanted her so bad and I was afraid that I messed up.

“You really did enjoy it?” I said. “Oh yea” she said, “It felt really good when your finger went up into me. I’ve been attracted to you for a long time, I’ve even rubbed myself off thinking about us doing it a lot of nights”, she replied. I was speechless; my fantasy about her was her fantasy about me!

“My heart almost jumped out of my chest” I told her. “I need to calm down a little, how about another beer?” I offered. She replied, “I’ve got something better.” She reached into her bag and brought out a joint. “Want to get high and do some more exploring?” she asked. “You’re the best niece an uncle could have” I replied.

We lit up the joint and after a few tokes she said, “Want to shotgun” she said as she reversed the joint into her mouth and, leaning close in to me, blew the smoke out through the joint and into my mouth. As I was inhaling deeply I felt her hand running up my thigh and coming to rest on my cock where she slowly squeezed it over and over.

What a high! My hand reached up to her small tits and gave them each a slow squeeze in return. She gave me the joint, backed a little away, reached behind and unhooked her top finally revealing her tits to me for the first time. I took another drag on the joint and after exhaling said, “Your tits are fantastic but you still have your bottoms on!” She just smiled that incredible smile, stood up and slowly slid her bottoms down exposing a pussy even more hot than I could have ever imagined! Her pussy was totally bare except for a small patch of blonde hair right at the top.

My mouth must have been hanging open because she said, “I guess you like what you’re seeing, because you’re just sitting there staring!”

“Sorry” I said, “it just looks so hot and I never thought you’d have a pierced clit too!” She giggled, “Yea, one of my boyfriends talked me into it when we were high.”

“You’re only 18, how did you find someone to do it?” “My boyfriend did it, it hurt so bad when he shoved the needle through it but he kissed it and made it feel all better” she said with a wicked grin. “Will you kiss it and make it feel all better too” she childly asked?

I leaned forward and gave her pussy a lick from the bottom of her slit up to her clit, sucking in her pussy lips and drinking down her teenage juice. I tugged on her clit ring with my teeth eliciting another happy squeal from her as she pushed me away and lay back down on the blanket spreading her legs again.

I didn’t need any further encouragement; I jumped right in between her long tanned legs and drove my tongue right up into her hot and very wet snatch.

She raised her hips and grabbing the back of my head pulled me into her sopping cunt, wriggling back and forth in excitement, burying my face into her cunt so deep that I couldn’t breathe!

She squeezed my head tight between her firm thighs and thrashed about even more as I struggled but I finally pulled back just enough to breathe then I dove back in; I couldn’t get enough of her sopping wet teen pussy!

As I tongued her swollen clit I reached up and replaced her hands on her tits with mine and rubbed her erect nipples between my finger tips causing her to buck her hips into my face even harder. She was so hot!

Her breathing became erratic, her body started to shake and all of a sudden she yelled so loud that birds flew from the trees! “Uncle Gary, Uncle Gary, Gary, Gary, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, oh my god Uncle Gary you’re making me cuuummmmmmmm! She came and shook and came and shook for what seemed for an hour!

As she came down off her high induced orgasm and I continued to gently mouth her cum drenched pussy she reached down, pulled me up her sweaty body and gave me the most intense deep, wet kiss that I’ve ever experienced. My face was literally covered in her cum and she sucked my tongue deep into her mouth, sucked her juices from my lips and actually licked her cum from my face, it almost caused my rock hard cock to explode!

“Uncle Gary, that was so incredible! I’ve never cum so hard before in my life!” she gasped. “My boyfriends never made me cum like that, all they wanted was lick me just enough to get me wet so they could put their cocks in me and cum as soon as they could” she moaned.

I looked into those incredible deep blue eyes and she slowly started to give me that erotic sexy smile of hers and said “It’s my turn now” and forcefully pushed me over onto my back.

She looked me in the eyes then gave me another long deep kiss and started trailing her kisses down my body, nibbling on my hard nipples, and continuing down just to my raging cock where she stopped. “Uncle Gary, your cock is sooo hard and sooo big, I think we should stop before I get hurt!” she teased!

“Don’t you even think about stopping, get your mouth on my cock your cock tease” I retorted! She smiled, moved up to the tip of my cock and slowly licked up and down its slit which was dripping with precum. “Ummm, it tastes sooo good” as she slowly took my cockhead into her wet mouth.

I thought to myself, “I can see why she has so many boyfriends, this girl can suck!” She slowly slid her wet mouth down the shaft of my cock, paused about halfway down its 8″ length, took a breath and slid the rest of my cock down her throat right down to my balls!

“Oh my god! She’s deep throating me! An eighteen year old girl is deep throating me! My eighteen year old NIECE is deep throating me” I screamed to myself! At least I think I screamed it to myself because she managed her incredible sexy smile with my cock buried to the hilt in her face as I was “thinking” it!

Chrissy started to slowly slide up and down the full length of my cock, pulling back where just the tip was in her mouth and started wriggling her tongue back and forth just under my cock at that very sensitive spot. I was going insane, this girl REALLY knows how to suck!

Up and down my cock she went, slurping loudly and really enjoying herself, her spit ran down my cock running over my swollen balls. She moved down to my balls and slowly sucked first one and then the other into her mouth. The feeling of being at her mercy as she gently closed her teeth on them, chewing on them, sucking them and licking them then going back up to swallow my cock deep into her throat.

I was feeling good about holding off cumming when she suddenly slid her finger up my asshole, working it in and out, twisting it around inside me and then sliding her mouth off my cock to suck on her finger!

It was more than I could take, I grabbed the back of her head and buried my cock deep down her throat came what felt like a gallon of hot cum into her! She choked but recovered quickly and started deep throating me with an intensity that I never could have thought possible for such an “innocent” young teenager!

She tried to swallow it all but my cum ran out of the corners of her mouth, dribbling down her chin. After continuing sucking every drop of cum out of me she slowly let my deflated cock pop from her mouth and with her childlike giggle took her fingers and wiped my cum from her face and into her mouth with a very sexy “ummmmm”. “Uncle Gary, your cum tastes sooo good!” she cooed.

She smiled that incredible smile of hers and opening her mouth stuck her cum covered tongue out for me to see. She crawled her way up to me and gave me the wettest kiss that I have ever experienced, the taste of my cum in her mouth almost made me hard again!

We spent several minutes kissing and moving my cum back and forth between each other’s mouths until she backed off, smiled and swallowed! What an incredible girl, what an incredibly hot & sexy niece!